Been M.IA. for a few days and now I'm back.
The only reason is I was in a camp. The annual Badan Beruniform camp that everyone has to attend. It was held at Sungai Chongkak. It was okay. I wish I don't think about assignments often during the camp. It rips away the relaxation that I should've get.
Anyway, back at school yesterday and works were waiting. I've got lab reports to be written and handed in today. Still working on the last lab report. Next, Bahasa Melayu assignment. Then, I have to wash all my clothes by hand because I'm just too lazy to find coins. It has been months since I wash my clothes manually. I could still remember those days when I had to go to washing room right after prep hours then after I've done the washing, I had to complete my assignments. The average time I got to go to bed was at 2 o'clock in the morning. Yep, all those hard times I've pushed my body to do, resulted in falling pointer. Nevertheless, may Allah put barakah (blessings) in those actions. *shrugs*
I really do not have anything to talk about since my head is full of completing assignments. Today is the start of this week which means more assignments to come. I wish I could finish all the assignments so I could start studying for the exam. It's so near.
Anyway, we have another camp two weeks before the exam.
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 25, 2013
Random ramblings.
Such a slow-paced day. *shrugs*
Mr. H, sorry for not updating yesterday. The Internet was not being nice yesterday and I usually sleep right after prep at night so yea. Updating this blog at night will be tough for me but just for the sake of this blog (or marks, perhaps) I'll sacrifice my early sleep.
I've been trying to sleep early these past few weeks. That was a success. Falling asleep is easy for me. Liyana even experimented with my sleep. She found out that I need less than a minute to fall asleep. Haha, that's because I usually gets too tired at the end of the day and I don't sleep during the afternoon break so yea, it's easy for me. But at home, it could be really hard. I could just toss and turn on the bed for hours. Sometimes I sing out loud, very much an annoyance to my sister. Speaking of her, this is very unlikely but I miss my sisters. Kakak, Nana and Esya :)
I got a message from Kakak during Japanese Language class. She told me about runs (or marathons, I suppose) this upcoming October. One of 'em is Run for Gaza on 3rd October. Exam week. Since last week, she has been promoting marathons to me and all I could do is say no. School, work, exam. The things that we do for education.
It seems like everyone is busy doing their assignments. Mates, we shall rejoice and give our best. Whatever it is, don't forget God is always right by your side.
Ouh, earlier today Eric said "p/s" and I heard a girl asked about "p/s". From what I've searched long ago, p/s means post script. It is actually use when writing letters. It's common for people to miss out a point or two but they've signed the letter already. So, they will put p/s at the bottom of the letter to say the things that they've missed. But nowadays, it is commonly used as...I don't know how to say this but you can see how we use it. It is quite funny to think that we could just edit our writings and omit the necessity to use p/s.
p/s: See, I could just go back to the second paragraph and type "I miss my family so much" but this is what we normally do. We do unnecessary things. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Bed.
Mr. H, sorry for not updating yesterday. The Internet was not being nice yesterday and I usually sleep right after prep at night so yea. Updating this blog at night will be tough for me but just for the sake of this blog (or marks, perhaps) I'll sacrifice my early sleep.
I've been trying to sleep early these past few weeks. That was a success. Falling asleep is easy for me. Liyana even experimented with my sleep. She found out that I need less than a minute to fall asleep. Haha, that's because I usually gets too tired at the end of the day and I don't sleep during the afternoon break so yea, it's easy for me. But at home, it could be really hard. I could just toss and turn on the bed for hours. Sometimes I sing out loud, very much an annoyance to my sister. Speaking of her, this is very unlikely but I miss my sisters. Kakak, Nana and Esya :)
I got a message from Kakak during Japanese Language class. She told me about runs (or marathons, I suppose) this upcoming October. One of 'em is Run for Gaza on 3rd October. Exam week. Since last week, she has been promoting marathons to me and all I could do is say no. School, work, exam. The things that we do for education.
It seems like everyone is busy doing their assignments. Mates, we shall rejoice and give our best. Whatever it is, don't forget God is always right by your side.
Ouh, earlier today Eric said "p/s" and I heard a girl asked about "p/s". From what I've searched long ago, p/s means post script. It is actually use when writing letters. It's common for people to miss out a point or two but they've signed the letter already. So, they will put p/s at the bottom of the letter to say the things that they've missed. But nowadays, it is commonly used as...I don't know how to say this but you can see how we use it. It is quite funny to think that we could just edit our writings and omit the necessity to use p/s.
p/s: See, I could just go back to the second paragraph and type "I miss my family so much" but this is what we normally do. We do unnecessary things. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Bed.
Sep 22, 2013
How it started?
It has been somewhat like eternity, hasn't it?
If you notice the new addition to the sidebar, I've put a 'Foreword' section. It's self-explanatory already but to make things clear, I'll tell you the full story.
A few days ago, a student from 4K1 said to my classmates and I that they have to write a journal everyday for Mr. H's class. Mr. Hasrul (a.k.a Mr. H) is our English Language teacher. We told the 4K1 student that we only have to write two short stories for this semester and that's all. I must say, I felt quite relieved at that moment. I do feel like it'd awesome if we get that assignment too, somehow.
Today, after assembly, we went to the Language Lab and Mr. H asked us what's going on with our journal. Right then, I knew that we have to do that assignment. Then, Nukman asked if it's possible we write our journal in blog posts form so it'd easier for Mr. H to read it and stuff. Yep, so I knew I have to continue writing and since I already have this one, which I seldom use, why not kan?
So, people.
From now on, you'll see me writing everyday. Okay, that I cannot promise because considering that we have a camp this weekend and it's nearly impossible to have Wi-Fi in the middle of nowhere. But, let's just say I'll write almost everyday, if and only if there's no obstacle whatsoever.
For now, the only people who knows about the existence of this blog are my classmates, Mr. H and possibly those who got lost while blogwalking. I'm still considering whether or not to make it public to my schoolmates. For the time being, maybe no.
'Till then, let's finish up our assignments!
If you notice the new addition to the sidebar, I've put a 'Foreword' section. It's self-explanatory already but to make things clear, I'll tell you the full story.
A few days ago, a student from 4K1 said to my classmates and I that they have to write a journal everyday for Mr. H's class. Mr. Hasrul (a.k.a Mr. H) is our English Language teacher. We told the 4K1 student that we only have to write two short stories for this semester and that's all. I must say, I felt quite relieved at that moment. I do feel like it'd awesome if we get that assignment too, somehow.
Today, after assembly, we went to the Language Lab and Mr. H asked us what's going on with our journal. Right then, I knew that we have to do that assignment. Then, Nukman asked if it's possible we write our journal in blog posts form so it'd easier for Mr. H to read it and stuff. Yep, so I knew I have to continue writing and since I already have this one, which I seldom use, why not kan?
So, people.
From now on, you'll see me writing everyday. Okay, that I cannot promise because considering that we have a camp this weekend and it's nearly impossible to have Wi-Fi in the middle of nowhere. But, let's just say I'll write almost everyday, if and only if there's no obstacle whatsoever.
For now, the only people who knows about the existence of this blog are my classmates, Mr. H and possibly those who got lost while blogwalking. I'm still considering whether or not to make it public to my schoolmates. For the time being, maybe no.
'Till then, let's finish up our assignments!
Jun 9, 2013
Misplaced.
I am one clumsy person, mind you.
I am back at hostel. I have unpacked my clothes, put the bed sheet on, dusted all those nasty stuff (there were even bugs. God knows where they came from), had dinner, arranged all the books and yea, pretty much I've tidied up my room. Except for the fact that I'm having an ant attack. Maybe because I have a pack of chocolate with me but let them be. I hope you find your sweet sugar pies, ants ;)
Yesterday, I was back at hostel at about 8.00 pm. So yea, I was feeling excited to unpack and see my room again. My sisters helped me heaved all those clothes that I shouldn't bring home at first place to the fourth/third (depends on where you count the first floor) floor. We arrived the floor with a sigh of relief. Walked merrily (because the horrifying staircase moment full of heaving and panting) to my room. I unzipped my backpack only to found that my room key was not in it! That's it. Screw myself.
Luckily, Erin was in her room so I asked permission to climb the ceiling and get down to my room. It's what we commonly do if one of the rooms got locked. But usually it was not me who do the climbing. The ceiling is high, in case you don't know yet. Seriously, high. I had to use a chair to climb up a cupboard and my head got hit at the ceiling. Nice. I opened the ceiling panel and looked to my left. Great, the space between my room and Erin's room has brick wall dividing it. Not the same case between my room and Natrah's room, which was why I thought that plan could work out.
I told my mom what happened and told her I could get this matter settled by myself, not to worry and just leave me to deal with it. Mama insisted I went to the warden's house and asked for the key. And there I was in front of warden's door. Puan Ina gave me a bunch of keys and made me sat in front of the door, looking for my key. To my disappointment, it was not there. Goodness, God knows where it was!
Discussed with Mama about where I should be sleeping that night. Some time later, Puan Ina called me and asked me to try her key to see if my room door and her key fit. I ran upstairs, forgetting the hatred I've had on it for so long and tried to open my door. It fits! :D
Blah blah blah.
You see, along with the room key, I attached the cupboard's drawer key. I was thinking on how to open the drawer. I remembered that I put the second drawer key inside of my pencil box. So, I opened my pencil box and the first thing I saw was MY. ROOM. KEY.
I don't know, I must've unconsciously misplaced it. Weird thing is, I don't even remember it.
Tomorrow Semester 2 will officially start. Got a lot of things ahead! To infinity and beyond, shall we? :)
I am back at hostel. I have unpacked my clothes, put the bed sheet on, dusted all those nasty stuff (there were even bugs. God knows where they came from), had dinner, arranged all the books and yea, pretty much I've tidied up my room. Except for the fact that I'm having an ant attack. Maybe because I have a pack of chocolate with me but let them be. I hope you find your sweet sugar pies, ants ;)
Yesterday, I was back at hostel at about 8.00 pm. So yea, I was feeling excited to unpack and see my room again. My sisters helped me heaved all those clothes that I shouldn't bring home at first place to the fourth/third (depends on where you count the first floor) floor. We arrived the floor with a sigh of relief. Walked merrily (because the horrifying staircase moment full of heaving and panting) to my room. I unzipped my backpack only to found that my room key was not in it! That's it. Screw myself.
Luckily, Erin was in her room so I asked permission to climb the ceiling and get down to my room. It's what we commonly do if one of the rooms got locked. But usually it was not me who do the climbing. The ceiling is high, in case you don't know yet. Seriously, high. I had to use a chair to climb up a cupboard and my head got hit at the ceiling. Nice. I opened the ceiling panel and looked to my left. Great, the space between my room and Erin's room has brick wall dividing it. Not the same case between my room and Natrah's room, which was why I thought that plan could work out.
I told my mom what happened and told her I could get this matter settled by myself, not to worry and just leave me to deal with it. Mama insisted I went to the warden's house and asked for the key. And there I was in front of warden's door. Puan Ina gave me a bunch of keys and made me sat in front of the door, looking for my key. To my disappointment, it was not there. Goodness, God knows where it was!
Discussed with Mama about where I should be sleeping that night. Some time later, Puan Ina called me and asked me to try her key to see if my room door and her key fit. I ran upstairs, forgetting the hatred I've had on it for so long and tried to open my door. It fits! :D
Blah blah blah.
You see, along with the room key, I attached the cupboard's drawer key. I was thinking on how to open the drawer. I remembered that I put the second drawer key inside of my pencil box. So, I opened my pencil box and the first thing I saw was MY. ROOM. KEY.
I don't know, I must've unconsciously misplaced it. Weird thing is, I don't even remember it.
Tomorrow Semester 2 will officially start. Got a lot of things ahead! To infinity and beyond, shall we? :)
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